Pinching the mutton in one hand, holding milk tea in the other, and at the same time, there are maids full of sheep smell pinching their waists and beating their legs, Shen Jia is in pain and happy. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The life of nomads is full of hardships and helplessness, and a white plague is likely to destroy the herdsmen's families. For hundreds of years, the Mongols have lived tenaciously in this land, and history has forged their unique character and destiny. It is almost no exaggeration to say that the history of the Mongols was carved out by iron and blood, and that power and force have always been the laws of survival in this land.

When Shen Jia defeated the 8,000 Mongol elite with only 3,000 men, the herdsmen of the Horqin steppe quickly put aside their hatred and resistance and began to show goodwill to the new owners of the land. The ethnic issue and the prisoner problem, which had worried Shen Jia, were quickly resolved under the handling of the two Mongolian platoon commanders of the first regiment.

According to the custom of the steppe, the captives were either killed or enslaved by the victors, and most of the herders feared about this. Shen Jia ordered the selection of the Ming army to isolate the Mongol nobles, and Shen Jia began to conditionally release the captives. Three sheep for an ordinary person, five horses for a middle-class officer, and then those big nobles, only collect silver, ranging from 3,000 taels to 50,000 taels each, this is the price offered by Shen Jia. Most of the upper-middle-class Mongol warriors, when they realized they had a chance to escape their miserable fate, chose to trade quickly became the smartest option of the moment.

Chaolu was the platoon commander of the second company of the fifth battalion, and was promoted to the line of fire for his combat bravery, and he and the platoon commander of the third battalion, Hadan Baatle, became Shen Jia's most relied on experts on Mongolian issues.

"Instructor, we should exchange five sheep for one person, three sheep is too little, these Horqin people should have bled to death, but the merciful instructor released them, they should at least exchange their lives fairly." It was Chaolu who spoke, a Chahar Mongol who had an unconscious contempt for the Korqin people in his words.

Shen Jia was slightly amused, and said with a smile: "Chaolu, you are my most trusted partner, but the Horqin people are in the same breath as you, we really don't need to kill them all, the people who throw themselves into Houjin are all Horqin magnates, they are the ones we have to deal with, as for those poor herdsmen, under the persecution of the tribal leaders to fight with us, I don't hold a grudge against them, once they leave the battlefield, they will become ordinary herdsmen, I really don't need to let them bleed to death." ”

Hadan Batel bowed down and said: "Merciful instructor, the grassland believes in power, and your Han rhetoric may not last too long on the grassland." ”

"Battle, believe me, as long as you do what I say, we will be able to gain the friendship of the Horqin grassland after all."

Chaolu and Hadan Baatar are Chahar refugees who went bankrupt in the White Plague last year, and all the elders in their families starved to death, and they went into exile in Fushun. When the two were struggling on the line of life and death, they happened to be attracted by the recruitment policy of the Ming army. At that time, the Ming army did not agree to recruit them, and it happened that Shen Jia was inspecting the scene, and after hearing about the life history of the two, he personally introduced them and added them to the roster, and then the scale expanded, and three Mongolian companies were recruited.

Chaolu and Hadan Batel have a heartfelt trust in Shen Jia's words, even if they don't understand Shen Jia's thoughts, they will still resolutely implement them, which is determined by Shen Jia's ubiquitous influence for a long time.

Visiting Buhe, giving respect, and trying to establish a new friendship for cooperation are the plans that Shen Jia is trying to accomplish, but the process is full of gunpowder.

"Buhe, let's call you that, is there anything you want to say?"

Buhe's eyes were full of anger, if it weren't for the fact that his hands and feet were tied, he would have rushed up to fight the enemy.

"You Han people have always deceived and killed, and the descendants of Genghis Khan would rather die of bloodshed than cooperate with the filthy Han Chinese."

Shen Jia smiled slightly, he ignored Buhe's anger, but continued to take care of himself: "Look at it, your father raised troops against Nurhachi back then, but you turned out to be Nurhachi's lackey, this is really a big joke, and now I came from afar to try to marry you, and you actually attacked me, this is really not authentic." ”

"Mongolian Ao Bao is for guests from afar, not you cowards with weapons!"

Shen Jia said with a mocking face: "Hey, Lord Buhe, it's unreasonable for you to say this, after all, you were the first to attack, and my soldiers have always been Qiu Wu before that." Look at me, I, the director of the Daming Slave Gandu Division, came from thousands of miles to visit you, and you actually used a bow and arrow and a scimitar against me, this is the way that Mr. Buhe prides himself on hospitality? ”

Bu He looked angry, and when it came to quibbles, ten Bu He couldn't match one Shen Jia. Buhe's face was pale, his face twitched slightly, and his eyes spewed with anger, as if he was about to set Ao Bao on fire.

Shen Jia pretended to be profound, pointed at Liu Wudao, and said: "Lord Buhe, this is the secretary of our Daming Nuer Gandu Division, and the one next to him who doesn't speak is the commander." Shen Jia couldn't help but smile, and pointed to Chaolu Xiangbuhe, who was helping to translate, and said, "He's my driver!" ”

Shen Jia's words made Chaolu embarrassed, and at this time, there were no new words in Mongolian. Chaolu scratched his ears and cheeks, not knowing how to translate. But it seems that they are all big officials, even themselves, Chaolu simply translated them as Zaisang. Chaolu's words frightened Bu He a lot, and the unknown Mongolian man in front of him actually stood in front of him and said that he was the Zaisang of the Ming Dynasty, and Bu He immediately wanted to refute, but heard Shen Jia speak again.

"Lord Buhe, I heard that you have two beautiful daughters in Handi, one is called Hai Lanzhu, and the other is called Bumu Butai, I originally came to ask for marriage this time, and I brought many gifts, but Buhe and Lord beat each other, and the gifts are gone, but I have been fond of your two daughters for a long time, please allow me to marry them back."

"Coward, even if I Buhe turns into ashes in the steppe, I will not give my daughter to you, and our Mongolian warriors will come from all directions to avenge the leader of Horqin!"

Seeing that Buhe insisted on refusing to give in, Shen Jia smiled speechlessly, no matter how loud the loser's cry was, his fate was still in the hands of others. Shen Jia couldn't afford to quarrel with Bu He face to face over this trivial matter.

Walking out of Ao Bao and coming to an open place, Shen Jia stopped Chaolu and Hadan Batel, and said to the two: "You find twenty soldiers from the company who can speak well, build a few assembly halls, do ideological work for the selected poor prisoners, pay attention to mobilizing the masses, let them tell the history of their suffering, and give him a sheep if he is willing to drive horses and sheep for us on the next journey, and tell them that I will give them two sheep and weapons when we leave." ”

Most of the wealthy have been redeemed through trading, while the ordinary middle and lower class proletarians can only continue to stay in the captive camps. A Horqin Mongol united from top to bottom, standing on the side of Houjin is by no means the result that Shen Jia wants. Buhe's attitude determined that the Horqin Mongols could not stand on Shen Jia's side in the short term, so Shen Jia could only draw wages from the bottom of the kettle to transform the poor herdsmen and intensify their contradictions with the middle and upper class Mongolian nobles.

Chao Lu asked with a puzzled face: "Instructor, why?" It's everyone's spoils. ”

"Chaolu, if you can eat all the sheep to the stomach, or take them all, I promise that you won't give them away in vain, but you see, hundreds of thousands of livestock, counting on our people to take them away, we won't be chewed by the enemy and there will be no slag left."

"Instructor, we give the sheep to the poor herdsmen, and when we leave, the tribal masters will snatch the sheep from them, aren't we doing it for nothing?"

It was Hadan Batel who spoke, and he and Chaolu were both from poor backgrounds and knew the details of the grassland.

"Battle, as a group of warriors, you said that if those noble lords brought people to rob your sheep, would you fight them to protect your property?"

"That's for sure, it goes without saying!"

"That's it, as long as the captives and herdsmen are willing to help us drive our herds to Tieling, ask for sheep and silver, and let them go, and give each of them a weapon that is not used when they are captured, and give each of them a sick horse that is captured, a wounded war horse, and a herdsman who cannot be used, they will have a way to save it, and with weapons and horses, I don't believe that those impoverished nobles dare to go to war against their herdsmen. In addition, tell those herdsmen who are willing to go with us that if they can't survive, come to Fushun and find me. ”

Chaolu was suddenly shocked, if this continues, the lord of the tribe really does not dare to mess around, and the Horqin grassland will undergo earth-shaking changes.

"Chaolu, have you found Hailanzhu and Bumu Butai that I ordered people to find? These two people are crucial, don't be mistaken! ”

"I found the instructor, don't worry, I will protect you well, and I will never let you down."

Shen Jia smiled awkwardly, it's a dog, and when he talks about women, a group of soldiers will always think of the rumors that are circulating.

Under the guidance of the guards, Shen Jia came to Ao Bao, where Hai Lanzhu and Bumu Butai were being held. Hai Lanzhu is twelve years old, and she married Huang Taiji at the age of twenty-six, while Bumu Butai is only eight years old this year and married Huang Taiji at the age of twelve. Shen Jia has always wondered why Hai Lanzhu, as the eldest daughter, did not give priority to marrying Huang Taiji. However, after meeting, Shen Jia roughly guessed a few points. As the eldest daughter, Hai Lanzhu is clean, beautifully dressed, graceful and luxurious, and is obviously paid more attention by the tribe. And Bu Mu Butai on the side, dressed in ordinary clothes, stood calmly in the corner, staring at Shen Jia carefully.

"What happened to you to my Abuwa, you killed him?" Hai Lanzhu roared in a low voice, pounced like a lioness, and Chaolu on the side stretched out his arm to stop him.

"Your father is still alive, don't think about it." After a brief explanation to Chaolu, the two female foxes looked at Shen Jia suspiciously, and then slowly calmed down.

After standing for a while, Shen Jia spoke: "I will take the two of you to Handi, I have already asked your Abba, although he did not agree, but I plan to rob it, anyway, the Mongolian tribes are fighting every day, presumably your Aba has already been prepared." ”

"We won't go to Han with you, Han people are cunning foxes, if you rob it, I will commit suicide, I don't believe you can watch me all the time!" It was Bumu Butai who spoke, and Shen Jia was slightly surprised, a little surprised by this eight-year-old girl.

Shen Jia raised his head and thought for a while before saying: "This is a difficult problem, since you are unwilling and threaten me, then I can only take your father back to Han with me, if you threaten me with death, I can only do what your father does." Threatening a young girl, Shen Jia was full of self-blame, but this was not the time to talk about the benevolence of villains. Shen Jia took a deep breath and looked at the two girls coldly.

After all, the eight-year-old girl is not deeply involved in the world, and Hai Lanzhu was even more startled by Shen Jia's tone. Shen Jia put down the food in his hand and turned around and walked out of Ao Bao.

Caught a group of Jin merchants on the Horqin grassland, mainly surnamed Fan, Kang, and Cao, who carried a large amount of salt, grain and even iron tools to sell to Horqin. Encountering the Ming army in a foreign land, this caravan armed to the teeth actually tried to climb relatives, trying to ask for supplies captured by the Ming army. Hearing the news, Shen Jia sneered. The Jin Dynasty and the Later Jin Mongols will notice it if they know a little bit about the history of the late Ming Dynasty. Later Jin's gunpowder, eighty percent of the grain, and more than sixty percent of the metal were all provided by the Jin merchants. Even Gyeonggi intelligence, down to the names of the guards at each pass, the number of soldiers, and the details of equipment, were provided by Jin merchants. It can be said that the Jin merchants made great contributions to the overthrow of the Ming regime.

For the Jin merchants who saw small profits and forgot the righteousness, Shen Jia gave Liu Wu a vague order. In the evening, the Jin merchants tried to rally the caravan to defend the resistance, but the caravan had to give up the resistance due to the massacre of the army. When they thought that they could at least save their lives, Shen Jia issued a secret order at night, and no one except Liu Wu knew the content of the secret order.

The sun was rising as usual, the blood had long since dried up, and no one cared about the caravans that disappeared from the savannah.

On August 29, Shen Jia, under the escort of a regiment, carried a large amount of gold and silver, as well as plundered war horses, cattle and sheep to Tieling to return to the division. Before leaving, a group gathered more than 1,000 poor herdsmen, and Shen Jia promised to pay the herdsmen, but most of them were suspicious. In desperation, Shen Jiayan made it clear that as long as he helped him drive the livestock, he allowed the herdsmen to take a sheep first, and then take the remaining sheep, weapons and even horses when they arrived at their destination.

Shen Jia's cheerful approach succeeded in dispelling the herdsmen's suspicions, and they worshipped heaven and earth, and swore to escort the cattle and sheep to their destinations, a very sacred ritual for the Mongols, and once completed, it meant that they would not go back. Shen Jia also drew the gourd in the same way, and the herdsmen were relieved.

Carrying tens of thousands of livestock, escorting Bu and his family, the Ming army marched towards Tieling. Perhaps the battle in the Horqin grassland was too bloody, and when they arrived on the battlefield a few days ago, all the herdsmen were dark-colored and did not speak for a long time. The wind and waves were calm along the way, and there was not even a pony thief, which once made Shen Jiaxian's egg hurt.

Four days later, just a hundred miles away from the border of Tieling, suddenly a cavalry rushed in, and the Mongols in the team were panicked, Shen Jia hurriedly asked Chaolu and Hadanbatel to stabilize the herdsmen, and at the same time concentrated a group in front of them, ready to deal with the impending danger.